Page 84 of The Chase


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“I think they didn’t send everything,” I said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

“More is good. Have you ever heard that philosophy?”

“If you’d sent me one rose, or a million, it wouldn’t have made a difference.”

He nodded. “So you’re still angry.”

I said through my teeth, “Not angry, disgusted.”

“That hurts,” he said. And he actually looked shaken, but what did he expect? That I’d welcome him with open arms?

“It’s supposed to.”

“What can I do to make it up to you?”

“Nothing.”

“Come on, Luna, how can I properly apologize? I understand that I offended you, and likely said some things I shouldn’t have, but I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy. I think you’re an amazing and beautiful woman who deserves to be treated like a princess.”

“I’ve already told you what you can do. You can behave professionally at work and leave me alone outside of it.”

“You know, every time I look up and see the moon, I think of you.”

I shook my head. “This isn’t going to work.”

“Your name, Luna, the moon. Always there. Like a wish.”

I couldn’t let him get to me, even if there was something charming about that sappiness. “You should stop.”

“You remember that kid, sitting on the moon. Like a happy dream?”

“I’m pretty sure it’s a logo.”

“My point is that it’s idyllic. Peaceful. Happy.”

“It’s Hollywood.”

He sighed, frustrated. “I am sorry. And I want you to have an idyllic, peaceful, and happy life.”

“I am happy. I’m not sure why you don’t get that.”

Blake smirked. “Did I really hurt Flynn’s feelings?”

“If you weren’t so cocky, I wouldn’t mind having this discussion with you. But since it’s pointless, I should probably get back to my guests.”

I attempted to walk away, but he caught my arm. He looked deeply into my eyes, and I was suddenly frozen.

“I don’t give a shit about Flynn or his feelings. He’s nothing to me but a speed bump in my quest to win you over. I don’t know what I need to do to make you realize what a mess you are making of your life.”

I stared at him, speechless. I was so confused. I was furious with him; he was contemptible. I wanted nothing to do with him. And yet I still found his relentless pursuit of me flattering. If he didn’t care, he wouldn’t try so hard, I was sure of it. Maybe that was why. I’d been overlooked my whole life, and this famous, handsome champion driver refused to pass me by. I hated that my heart still did a small flip when I saw him. I was happy with Devin, and I needed for Blake to leave me alone. And if he didn’t, how would I get through one year of him being Rafe’s teammate?

“And I don’t know what I need to do to make you realize I don’t want you in my life,” I said, clenching my fists in anger. “When are you going to leave me alone?”

“I’m not leaving you alone,” he said.

I rolled my eyes. “Fuck you, Carlton! I want Devin. I love Devin. I willneverwant you!” And as I said it, I wanted to mean it.

He considered that. “Maybe I’ve been using the wrong approach with you. Maybe I should be an asshole. That seems to get places with you.”

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